Finding A Home

Dear Diary,

I finally moved out of my moms. I now live at my dads and it wasn’t an easy move. My mom provided me with enough anxiety to last a life time. I packed up my stuff last Friday and left, and I feel like it was the best decision I have ever made. I can sit on the couch in peace, I don’t have he be the parent for my little brother anymore, and finally my needs come first now. It was a messy move, my mom thinks I hate her. I don’t hate her she is my mom, but the manipulation, tearing me down as a person, making he feel like I can’t do anything right, the words she choose to call me, all of those things I did hate. The more I read I find out she a narcissist and codependent and she relied on me for so much but I just wanted to be a teen and have fun and do my school work. And now I finally have that. It’s going to be rough for a little while but I’m finally okay, and happy and so thrilled to feel free. She can’t hurt my feelings now, I feel stronger already and feel like no one can hurt me.